The next day, the atmosphere in Lucas's office felt quiet. A stack of reports was neatly arranged on his desk, while his eyes read them one by one with a flat expression.Several pages were turned without much reaction. Then finally, a knock sounded at the door."Come in."A man in dark clothing stepped in quickly. His face was serious, showing he brought something important."There's a new report, Your Majesty," he said.Without lifting his head, Lucas replied, "Read it now."The man took a short breath. "Rosalin… has officially resigned as an instructor at Brixton Academy."Lucas's hand stopped moving. His brows frowned slightly. For the first time, he lifted his gaze."Is that valid?" he asked, doubtful. "There's no way she would just leave like that."His eyes narrowed. "Unless she took Henrietta with her."The man immediately shook his head. "This information is official. I got it directly from an internal source. It can't be fake."Lucas looked at him more deeply. "It's that eas

Donovan was still in Brixton when he received the news that Henrietta was gone. He should've returned yesterday, but he got a direct order from Callen to stay one more day. It turned out that the order wasn't without reason."Sir, it's time for you to go to the academy," his subordinate reminded him when he was lost in thought.That morning, Brixton Academy was cloaked in a heavy, quiet mood. In the main courtyard, a simple stage had been prepared for a memorial ceremony.The students stood neatly in long lines. There was no laughter like usual, no light conversation, only silence filled with a suffocating sense of loss. In the middle of the formation, Henrietta's coffin rested, covered with a military honor cloth.One of the students clenched his teeth. "This doesn't make sense. Why are only we allowed to attend? Why are they closing everything like this? Wasn't she part of the whole empire, not just this academy?"The student beside him lowered his head. "I don't understand either.

Donovan turned fully now. His gaze was still cold."That's your fault," he said without hesitation. "The Supreme General's judgment can't be wrong."Kael let out a short laugh, but there was no humor in it. "Can't be wrong? Everyone in the academy knows my ability. They know I'm almost on the same level as Becca."He pointed toward the line. "She passed. I didn't. And you're saying that's not a mistake in judgment?"Donovan showed no reaction at all. "I'm saying that decision is final.""Final?" Kael's voice rose a little. "Or you just don't want to admit that Supreme General Callen was being unfair?"Some students nearby began to glance at them, but no one dared to step closer.Donovan remained calm. "Watch your words.""I'm just saying what everyone is thinking!" Kael shot back. "There's nothing that makes sense about that result!""What doesn't make sense," Donovan cut in, "is how you're more focused on blaming others instead of looking at your own flaws."Those words hit harder th

Harry fell silent. His hands trembled.Silas continued in a calmer tone. "You don't have to take a side. There's no pressure. You can choose to stay neutral, live your life as usual, and pretend you don't see anything."He paused for a moment, then added in a colder voice. "But the risk of being neutral is no one will protect you."Harry looked at him nervously."The other side can hurt you anytime," Silas continued. "And the side that should protect you might come too late, because they don't have enough information to act in time."Silas raised his hand, giving a signal. "If you agree to take a side, follow me."Without waiting for an answer, he turned and began to walk away into the shadows.Harry stayed still. His mind was chaotic, his chest felt tight. Everything he had just heard was too much to process in a short time.But then the sound of metal came. He turned toward his car.Those men in black had started moving. One of them opened the car hood, while the others stood watchi

Silas continued without doubt, "All of this didn't start now. You've all heard about the coup during Emperor Grant's time."Some people at the table exchanged glances. "That was a major event, but the official information always felt incomplete," Daniel commented.Silas looked at him briefly. "Because it is incomplete," he replied. "That coup was triggered by Lucas. He was the one who provoked four Noble families to follow his plan, promising them greater power if they helped him bring down Emperor Grant."Harry straightened up immediately. "So, it wasn't a spontaneous move by the Nobles?" he asked in disbelief."No," Silas answered firmly. "It was planned.""But when the coup happened, the result didn't fully go according to Lucas' plan. Emperor Grant and his loyal followers managed to defeat the leaders of the Noble families in that battle."Emma frowned. "Wait, so the Noble leaders at that time actually lost?""Yes. And that's where Lucas showed his true nature."The room grew even